Derek Hale wanted power, ever since he avenged his sister’s death that’s all he could think about. It was his ultimate plan as the new Alpha of Beacon Hills. So when he found the young girl who was attacked and bitten he took her in as a new addition to his already pack of three. But things did not go the way he planned. Comedy, Romance, Friendship. `-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-` Disclaimer: The show and characters belong to the makers of Teen Wolf, I only own my OC Megra and anymore I add =D. Note: This story is meant to be a short story and no attachment to the plot of Season 1 and 2.

//PSA BEFORE YOU READ: This story was written when I was brand new to everything writing. For a much better everything, go read the rewritten version on my profile. Still written by me, just MUCH better in literally every way. If you still choose to read this, then brace yourself for a bumpy ride.// Lyrica Hale, wife of Derek Hale, teaches Music Ed. at a school called Beacon Hills High School. She's a werewolf, obviously. The day she was turned, a mark appeared on the base of her neck. A simple triskele with initials under it. She discovered that the initials are of her future family members. What happens when her students start turning into werewolves? How will her and her husband handle these betas running amok? I officially suck at descriptions. This is basically a Derek Hale fanfiction. The story will follow the show. I just love the fluff about Derek's wife or girlfriend becoming the mother of his pack. SO I wrote my own. Enjoy!

It all started out for Derek Hale when he was at the age of seven, entering his second grade class for the first time. To say he was excited was an understatement. He was straight up pumped. The cheerful boy was always in the mood for an adventure, spreading his warm attitude and positive outlook with everyone he met. Even then he was the popular kid - and he was only in the second grade. Then there was the young Elizabeth Ingle. Elizabeth - more commonly referred to as Effy - also at the age of seven, dreaded the thought of leaving for school. Especially the first day, when her fun summer vacation ended and she would have to fall back into the routine of getting up early and facing the world when all she wanted to do was sleep. And she let everyone know she was in a bad mood when she had one. And, truthfully, that was every day. Both entering Mrs. Jones' class, both with totally different attitudes and personalities. They were as different as night and day. Happy versus angry. Positive versus negative. Popular versus... not. So naturally, when Mrs. Jones decided they should sit next to each other, the two didn't even get two words in before they concluded that they hated each other and always would hate each other, as long as they both should live. But then again, opposites attract, right? cover by @voidmxklson !!

Michael conoce a una chica de una forma poco usual, le salva la vida.

Get ready for some Derek Hale smut!

{Complete} Entering the supernatural world is hard enough, but getting knocked up by a potentially murderous one-night-stand? Well, that's just catastrophic. Season 1 - 6

ʟᴀʙ ʀᴀᴛꜱ: ꜱᴜᴊᴇᴛᴏ ᴄ1 «No quiero que detengas tu vida por mí» Chris Davenport está de vuelta. El amor llegó a su vida cuando ella no estaba interesada. Sus abrazos eran reconfortantes y dulces, llenos de seguridad. Llenos de amor. Todo estaba bien. Nuevas aventuras. Habilidades biónicas ocultas saliendo a flote. Una familia feliz. Pero todo eso cambió cuando un secreto salió a la luz. ¿Chris podrá perdonar y volver a confiar en el Sr. Davenport? «La dama es la que protege al rey»

Es lógico pensar que estos seres poseen un gran poder, pero hay mucho más. Tienen esa gran capacidad de atravesar la oscuridad y la penumbra con su mente, permitiendo a sus ojos ver todo lo que esconden las sombras. Y ella aprendería a hacerlo, no importaba el precio a pagar, ya le había costado su familia. No dejaría que el sacrificio que hicieron por su vida fuera en vano. Ni un Derek adolescente, ni una cazadora psicópata, ni berserkers, ni la lista negra, ni siquiera la mismísima manada la detendría. Ella se encontraría así misma sin importar que eso significara el comienzo del infierno sobre la tierra para todos.

-Qué irónico, ¿no? -Susurró.- Nos conocimos en un concierto por casualidad, y ambos estamos solos en la vida. Ambos hemos sufrido y ambos tenemos miedo. -Nada pasa por casualidad, O'Brien. Ahora nos tenemos el uno al otro. -Exacto. -Sonrió.- Estamos solos juntos, Rob.

《(TN)_____ no debería estar aquí. Fue un error, fatídico para unos, hermoso para otros, aterrador para ella. (TN)_____ no es una chica normal, ni siquiera es humana. Una chica que no fue enviada por CRUEL no debería estar ahí. El claro... no es lugar para una diosa y menos, para una diosa novata. Pero tranquila... CRUEL es bueno.》